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members were all talking while arno was just slowly dozing off 😭 🦁 how about our runo?runo? 🌹 ….💤💤(startled) 🐉 runo fell asleep (~his soul left body fora sec~) 🐱 just now runo is already at the beach 🌹 🥱🥱 🐱 he came back!

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